When I look up at the stars; they're glow reminds me of the past. Of peace not war. Where an innocent man can walk without fear. The good old days. That was before they came. Their heavy metal suits weighing them down to a slow pace.
Clink. .. Clink... Clink
They had taken everything from us. Our freedom, Family, friends. They called themselves protectors. Lies. Everything about them was a horrible lie.
They had taken my mother from me when I was young. The brutal image that burns in the back of my mind is of her crying, praying that everything was going to be okay. it was false hope.
Years later; as leaders come and go, a new one emerged. Rumors spread that he was our savior. that he would solve everything. to end murders and demolish fear that leads our everyday lives. Our clever leader used his brilliant mind and thought of a glorious plan.
he was going to throw every murderer in hell.
brilliant right? wrong.
they convicted many innocent people for a crime they even didn't commit. that fate captured my mother.
the scientist that worked for our amazing leader, would" download" your conscience into that vile realm. it was a a challenge you see. if you kill everyone that you compete against, then you become free. your free to go back into your every day life, and remember all the torture you had experienced, all the pain.
my name is Anika Monarou. I'm guilty of second degree murder. I am sentenced to Hell.
